By Deborah Elliott-Upton
You know the one. There’s always one in the classroom. Six or sixteen and going on thirty, it doesn’t matter. She’s got something. Summer’s the one who appears wide-eyed, looking innocent, yet you can just tell her brain is spinning inside with a thousand questions. Only some of them you know, but you’ll never admit to her. Never. Never. Never gonna do that.
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